The plane ride was nice. i sat next to the cutest Japanese kids and also next to this awesome guy named Mark from Seattle who did comedy acts and was planning to tour through Bangkok Thailand and then backpack on through to beijiing for the Olympics. I admire his bravery. He quit his job, doensn't speak an ounce of Chinese, and has hardly no plans set up for his trip. Very brave. he was cool and kept me entertained for a good portion of the trip. I wish I would've gotten his e-mail.
Anyways- Getting into Japan wasn't as scary as I thought that it was going to be. I just followed the signs in english and filled out all the paperwork correctly. It was actually quite fast too. And thankfully, my Aunt Kathleen, Uncle John and my cousin Calidghe were right there to find me. My other cousin Michael couldn't be there due That was the scariest part was whether or not that I could find them. In the airport I even saw my very first Harajuku girl, the girls who dress in crazy anime-like fashions. They are very cool to see but aunt Kathleen says that they are very shy and stand-offish to Gaijins.
the cars in Japan are like how they are in England, with the driver's side on the left and the passengers on the right and you drive on the wrong side of the road as well which has been terrifing to say the least. Thank God my uncle is a crazy driver because you would have to be. He's also a crazy-good driver and can zip-though just about anything and drives like a local. I don't understand also how he does it because alot of the signs and such are also in Japanese without the english translation, and somehow they do it.
Calidghe has a pretty good grasp of the language and I am impressed by that. I can barely learn spanish let alone a language that uses a combination of Kanji, hirogama and romaji all of which have different characters and all are used in Japanese. Uncle John says he's alright at the language and Aunt Kathleen says that she's not too confident. Michael apparently according to the rest of the family is the worst. I'll have to see about that.
Once I got my base pass we went to the Daiei Mall to get something to eat. I'm totally sweaty and gross from the flight but don't really care. Oh my goodness though- the shopping! The Shoes! All in petite sizing! It's so nice because the Japanese are tiny. But then again, everything is really exspensive, but we'll see. I just envy those japanese girs (and even the guys) for their uncanny sense of fashion.
We went to this place to eat for Gohan, Uncle John said it was the first place that they went to eat when the got to Japan and so they thought that they would take me there. Apparently though, tommorrow is going to be saved for the Shoubu Shoubu which I have no idea what that means but apparently it is supposed to be a unique and intense dining experience. I can't wait.
I tried to add some images of the Daiei mall and the base but I'm not sure if they are showing. I'll figure it out and post them later if I need too. I'll have more later!
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